Philosophy is life's dry-nurse, who can take care of us - but not suckle us.

Dread is a sympathetic antipathy and an antipathetic sympathy.

I found I had less and less to say, until finally, I became silent, and began to listen. I discovered in the silence, the voice of God

In order to swim one takes off all one's clothes--in order to aspire to the truth one must undress in a far more inward sense, divest oneself of all one's inward clothes, of thoughts, conceptions, selfishness etc., before one is sufficiently naked.

Death cannot explain itself. The earnestness consists precisely in this, that the observer must explain it to himself.

One could construe the life of man as a great discourse in which the various people represent different parts of speech (the same might apply to states).

Every mental act is composed of doubt and belief, but it is belief that is the positive, it is belief that sustains thought and holds the world together.